手心影视

Upon hearing what Feng Xia said, many experts present had strange expressions on their faces.

You were beaten to death by the Third Prince just now. How dare you claim to be invincible?

If this could be called invincible, then there were invincible gods of war everywhere in this world!

“This is really…”

King Zhenxi White Tiger shook her head, but the next moment, her pupils suddenly became the size of a needle tip. “No! Why aren’t you dead?”

The Third Prince also said coldly, “I’ve indeed destroyed your soul and snuffed out all your vitality. Why… can you still stand up?”

If even these top experts behaved like this, what more the onlookers in the distance.

They felt that today’s encounter was getting more and more horrifying. First, the ancient god of war appeared. Then, the Third Prince launched a forceful attack and killed the god of war who was no longer at his peak.

They thought that this was the end, but they did not expect…

The mysterious ancient Feng Clan God of War had actually performed a show of “rising from the dead” in front of them!

“What, what, what’s going on?”

“Is he dead or not?”

“Indeed, the attack from the Third Prince’s Demon Subduing Pestle has already destroyed all his vitality. Why can he still resurrect?”

The incredibly shocked crowd only felt like a huge dark cloud had unknowingly enveloped them all.

The man who claimed to be invincible stood in the dark cloud like a high and mighty deity looking down at them.

“Invincible… Can this be the true meaning of invincibility?”

There were divine beings who muttered to themselves, and their eyes were filled with confusion.

No matter what, they could not understand how Feng Xia did it.

If he was really undying and indestructible, then calling him an Invincible God of War…

It was indeed not an exaggeration!

Even the red-haired woman sized up the person beside her with a strange gaze. “You, you, you… Are you a human or a ghost?”

At this moment, Feng Xia’s expression was relaxed as he said with a faint smile, “Everyone, I have already said that my inheritance isn’t some common roadside bargain. If you want to obtain it, then you must bring out your most powerful strength.”

“Hmph… What an ignorant thing!”

The Third Prince’s expression was a little unhappy. He snorted coldly. “Since you’re asking for death, I’ll grant you death…”

“Regardless of whether you’re really resurrected or just the revival of an obsession, Lingyun Kingdom… will not allow a deity of unknown origin to exist!”

Kaboom—

The Demon Subduing Pestle attacked again.

This time, the treasured pestle that was neither gold nor jade expanded crazily, turning into a behemoth that was hundreds of thousands of feet tall. In the eyes of others, it was clearly a pillar belonging to heaven and deities!

It was carved with incredibly complicated and strange patterns. Those were the runes of array formations flickering, pushing the power of this divine weapon to its limits!

In fact, the patterns transformed into mountains and rivers that seemed to be completely real. They crushed down from all directions, not giving Feng Xia any chance!

With a single strike, it pierced through the nine heavens and shattered the ground!

“Die! I don’t care if you’re a human, a deity, a ghost, or an obsession!”

The Third Prince roared.

In the next moment, Feng Xia suddenly raised his hand slowly. Just like before, he casually used it to block in front of himself.

Seeing this, the Third Prince heaved a sigh of relief and thought to himself.

“Fortunately, even if this fellow has recovered, his strength is still about the same as before. I can destroy your soul with the previous strike. This strike will annihilate your body along with it. From then on, your body and soul will be completely destroyed!”

Boom, boom—

Layer after layer of light burst forth from Feng Xia’s palm. It was a monstrous green light that was growing, turning into countless true dragons that intertwined with one another, forming an unbreakable barrier.

The grand divine power of the Thousand Dragon Wall!

The Demon Subduing Pestle landed and collided with the Thousand Dragon Wall.

Then… it was firmly blocked.

“It’s quite a good treasure. Unfortunately, it doesn’t belong to me.”

The light in Feng Xia’s hand dimmed slightly. Then, he flipped his palm. Under the Third Prince’s horrified gaze, Feng Xia simply grabbed the Demon Subduing Pestle and quickly shrank it. In the end, it became three inches long and silently fell into his palm.

“You… How do you know my Treasure Control Technique?”

“It’s just a ruined divine-level magic weapon. If I want to control it, I don’t need any Treasure Control Technique.”

Feng Xia shook his head and the smile on his face grew wider. “Is this all you have? If you don’t have any other methods, then this trial…”

Swish, swish, swish—

Before he could finish speaking, the silent King Zhenxi White Tiger suddenly rose in attack.

She transformed into her White Tiger true form. It was a colossus that was nearly 10,000 feet long. Its five claws were sharper than divine weapons, and its sharp nails slashed through the air. Golden energy and a vicious aura erupted completely, and it slashed at Feng Xia without a word.

The White Tiger Race’s grand divine power, the Gale Wave!

Pfft—

Caught off guard, Feng Xia’s body was torn apart on the spot.

The golden energy and vicious aura descended and instantly destroyed that body!

...

“As expected, it’s just the revival of an obsession.” The white tiger walked forward and spoke in human language, “His own strength hasn’t changed. No matter how much he recovers, it’s just an ant’s struggle.”

Her tone was more or less bleak.

After sending her blessings to the 16th Prince, she had originally planned to return. It was only because she had heard the news of the God of War’s Tomb that she had decided to stay.

However, even when the Feng Clan God of War had appeared personally, she did not feel satisfied.

“Time… Does it mean that even a powerful true deity can’t resist the corrosion of time? Even if one manages to revive, there’s only a ridiculous amount of strength left.”

At this moment, the woman beside Feng Xia was already sobbing. Her tears fell like broken beads, drenching her long brown hair and his shirt.

“You… Why are you dead again! Wait… Why am I crying…”

“Just because a true deity can’t resist it doesn’t mean I can’t.”

At this moment, a voice entered everyone’s ears, including the Third Prince, King Zhenxi White Tiger, the tearful brown-haired woman, and the divine arts practitioners in the distance.

They all stared blankly at the void. A skinny figure which looked like a dried corpse stood there with a creepy smile.

“17 rounds… Hmm? Why did this fellow become an innate Shiny Earth Spiritual Body? Never mind… Everyone, my ‘obsession’ was accidentally born again.”

...

He deliberately emphasized the word “obsession”. Feng Xia looked around with a smile. His expression was relaxed as he threw out a piece of information like a heavy bomb.

“One or two is not enough.”

“How about…”

“All of you, come at me together!”